True Friend

Are you my friend,
tell me just once.
I would be faithful,
for all monce.
If you are my friend,
you will have to follow me.
If my mouth is burning,
would you become honey.
Would you be legs,
if i am lame.
Would you stand by me,
if no one claim.
Would you run to me,
if i am in trouble.
Would you hold me,
when i would trumble.
But why you didn't stop me?
But why do you rob me,
from myself?
What wrong i have done to you?
When you forbade to talk,
I have not spoken a word to you.
But now i feel myself alone.
No one matching with my tone.
So please come back to me,
please do me this favour.
Pagal.............

1 Comments:
At 6:47 AM,
samar said…
Sat Sri Akaal!
Buddy!
Friends come and go,
yeah some of them liefully vow,
in land barren why do you plough.
A friend i do know,
he was with me in all highs and lows,
still unthankfully i loiter for ephemeral glow.
can check this out too:
http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/friend.html#links
Naam chit Aave.
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